|CORAL REEF BEACH RESORT (CLICK TO ENLARGE)|
Burnt offerings have been collected with little negotiations just to make them get out of the water, then toweled dry and bundled into fresh clothes.
The youngest grandson, David Nigel, seven shades of brown now, is peacefully sleeping in my arms, all in a jiffy before we even got out of the gates. Silence generally takes over the throne, perhaps due to the spent up day or for another reason which is the theme of this outing story.
It is just amazing how they come alive in the water so much like fishes long been deprived. Yet when it's time to fish them out of the soaking, it is such a struggle, and once out on dry land, they immediately start to welt down like they really are water dwellers with gills and scales.
I am talking about the grand kids. They really are adorable and they could
thrive a whole day of sun and sea, if not for the adults who need to make the most of the remaining daylight as well as energy, for the trek back out of the uneven path we took earlier to get to the FAMILY REUNION rendezvous.
|VIEW FROM INLAND|
The area is guarded and that makes it a haven for just a few who are privileged the permission. But you need to be aware that since the beach hotel is now in ruins, there is no flowing supply of fresh water and no electric power. You need to bring your own amenities if you wish.
The buildings have long succumbed to the elements. There are walls up but no roof. Rest rooms are out of order and no water supply. It was a private bare camping ground practically.
|JONATHAN IN ON THE WAKE|
Almost everyone made the roll down to sea , tried again, flipped to the dorsal, then pitifully and laboriously straddled back, only to roll once more..... roll back down into water 'til it was sore. Some had a success to skim on water a round or two, but most gave up hope because the bronco was stronger than the buster.
I was apprehensive when it was time for Nico to make his attempt. He chose the wake and was ready for the pull when the gas finally run out. I was sad and happy at the same time. What are moms made of, BTW?
|DENISE'S JUMP OFF|
The sheer freedom and the variety of physical activities to vent energy on was more fun than to complain about the whole situation. You may just deliver them to their devices and they will blend to the sands, seas and sun.
Just let the older ones ache and stiffen the whole day long and complain. While they are off to new prances after the next, I contended to looking out the line where the sea meets sky and the dotting of islets scattered out the glassy stretch.
|DENISE & JONATHAN, GO!|
She and the other cousins belonging to the teen department had also been jumping off cliffs and swimming towards a boulder propped out of the deeper blue. Then clambered upon it and then took dips to snap a few underwater mementos.
|CAN YOU RESIST THAT SMILE? (DAVID NIGEL)|
I must tell you that I know all along that crabbiness, grumpiness and crankiness hopped into our baskets to join the fun when we left in the morning. We had all been, as in, the same group, to our Auntie Selena's grand 80th birthday bash in a hotel ballroom last night which lasted until midnight. Then the drive back home plus there were several drop offs to make. Mike had been on the wheels for the last 4 days.
|FLYING, ANGEL MA-AN?|
A little let-down, I clamped my lips all the way home. Grumpy. the driver must have sensed the intentional silence, and got the feeling, he tried to find ways to start light conversations or ask questions. I answered with monosyllables to a word. Silence was with us until we reached our door.
The cold war was silently declared and went on until the heavy rains and thunderbolts decided to creep up our bed time and grumpy, Grandpa now, found a way to conquer the fortress. I thanked God for the change of weather which was to me a loud call to let walls fall.
For weren't we urged not to let the sun go down with quarrels unresolved? And weren't we old enough for those kinds of LQ? I hope not though. Sometimes newness spring out of them.
Just remember to forgive easily and quickly. Never carry the triplet(the basket crushers) over to break of day. For in the morn, the climb up where God is is unhampered.
|SALTY ICE CREAM|
Even when I thought that it was alright as it was not the boiling kind of anger, but a keep warm one, still I savored it, and wore it like a hat.
The fun of the day and the rare chance of a lifetime events over the few days would have been shadowed with the dark cloud of ill-temper. At the end of the day, family time spent together is more valuable, enough to brighten up and drive gloominess away.
"And "don't sin by letting anger control you." Don't let the sun go down while you are still angry.
|AUNTIE SELENA @CENTER FLOCKED BY OUR SIDE OF THE CLAN. MY MOM-IN-LAW IN BLUE|
Note: Pictures will be added as soon as the Cam's are all uploaded.
Auntie Selena came home all the way from California just to be with all of us in the event of her 80th birthday. The family beach outing was a continuation of the big bash on the 7th.